In The Garden: (July,2019)

In the garden, the water sprinkler, Is replenishing the desiccated grass. The sky is blue as sapphire, And everyone is just fine. In the garden; the birds are singing The ancient hymns of joy & gladness That elevate the weathered soul; From its habitual decay, In the garden, the flowers are stirred By the gentle, summer breezes. The roses and begonias are smiling. And everyone is relaxing. In the garden; the sky is darkening; And there is a soothing silence. The evening sun isas red as wine. And everything is just fine.